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“Fuck, that was incredible.”

She collapses forward onto my chest, head falling to my shoulder, and I stroke the smooth length of her hair down her back.

“Thank you,” her lips brush my chest as she speaks and I twitch, still buried deep inside her.

After our sweat covered skin starts to cool, I lift her gently off me, tucking her under my arm, and rolling down the condom.

I scoop an arm under her thighs, carrying her to her bed. She’s awake, but barely, blinking sleepily at me.

After laying her down on her bright pink comforter, I head to the bathroom to clean up, bringing a damp cloth back to look after her.

I tuck her under the covers, sliding underneath beside her.

She curls into my side, and for the first time in a long time, everything is right. I’m not afraid of tomorrow.

Chapter 27

Big Fan Of You

Jazz

I was reluctant toleave the house after waking Cole up with my mouth on his cock. He was more than appreciative, returning the favor, and then fucking me so hard I can feel him down there as his car rumbles down the small residential streets.

I didn’t know how I’d feel when I woke up. Scared? Ready to turn tail? There is a hint of nerves fluttering away, but it’s a low hum. Manageable. There’s some uncertainty in me about what comes next. Now, next week, after graduation. There are so many unknowns. But I’m not scared of him, or what he’s going to do. Instead of fear, there’s a whole lot of happiness mixed in with the lust and post sex contentment.

He said he had a surprise for me, and now here we are in Glen Valley. The small town is an hour’s drive from Lakeview, but I’ve never been here. It’s adorable. Little shops line the mainstreet and there are those black lanterns on every street corner that make it feel like Stars Hollow.

“First stop coming up. Close your eyes.”

I shake my head at him.

“Are you looking to get spanked later, Coffee Girl?”

My eyebrow arches as I study him. “Maybe.”

A low whistle slips between his lips. “Trip canceled. Heading home right now.”

I laugh. “Fine by me.”

He groans. “No, no. I drove all the way here. You’re not conning me into canceling my plans. No matter how badly you deserve the palm of my hand on that luscious ass of yours.”

My nipples ache at his dirty promise. I’m looking forward to that.

When I finally close my eyes, I hear the creak of Mabel’s rusty door, followed by a slam. I’m about to open my side when it gives way under my arm. His hand closes on my elbow to prevent me from tumbling out, and he helps me up.

“How am I going anywhere with my eyes closed?” I ask him.

“I’ll be your guide.” He loops my arm through his elbow, pulling me in close to his side. Usually, I’d be nervous walking around blind, but I trust him more than I thought I could trust a guy again.

There’s the jingle of a little bell, and then he says. “Watch out, there’s a little bump in the doorway.”

I pick up my foot in an exaggerated lift to get over whatever obstacle is in my way and step through the door. A wave of my favorite aroma engulfs me. Maybe my second favorite now.I turn my head to bury my nose in his shoulder to drag in a noseful of his cinnamony goodness.

I know exactly where I am before he tells me to open my eyes.

The hissing of an espresso machine and the delicious scent of perfectly roasted beans gives it away.

“What’s this place called?” I ask, drinking in the place eagerly. There’s a scattering of cozy looking rounded black bucket chairs in one corner by a fireplace. The rest of the place is all small round wooden tables with matching chairs and tiny vases with a single cheerful carnation resting in the center of each table. A long wooden counter stretches across the back where a smiling barista is serving customers. Her hair is pulled into a high knot of tightly coiled curls on top of her head.

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